Xiao Yu: "..."
"Nan Wushang, you're asking for death!"
He could no longer restrain himself and waved his hand, ready to order the soldiers lying in ambush on both sides of the riverbank to shoot the man dead.
Nan Wushang remained completely unfazed, casually tossing out a question: "You don't want the prescription anymore?"
Xiao Yu: "???"
The words "fire the arrow" stuck in his throat: "You've met with Zhou Zhi?"
"Nonsense!" Nan Wushang took out a clean sheet of paper from his pocket and slowly unfolded it.
“You people with the surname Xiao are not people who break their word, right?” he asked.
Xiao Yu was delighted: "Of course!"
Hmph, at worst I'll find a chance to deal with this guy when I get back to Beijing.
He instructed his personal guard, "Go, go and get the prescription. No, take paper and pen and go across the street to copy the prescription down."
Clearly, he was terrified by Nan Wushang's poison and didn't even dare to pick up a piece of paper.
Nan Wushang wore a mocking expression, but remained silent.
Hidden in the woods, Qinglong was extremely anxious: "Master, aren't you going to make a move? This guy is going to ruin things."
Just as Jiuxian was about to nod, he saw Nan Wushang raise his hand and gently touch his hair ornament.
"Wait a minute," he said.
These were all too familiar signs of poisoning; Jiu Xian had experienced them all too well when he was captured and forced to test the poison.
The guards were cautiously copying the prescription, glancing at Nan Wushang every few words, afraid he might be poisoned.
Nan Wushang unfolded the prescription with one hand, but didn't even glance at the guard. Only after he finished copying it did he say, "So time-consuming."
The guard, with a cold face, ignored Nan Wushang and turned to board the ship to the other side.
Xiao Yu was excited to receive the item, but he didn't reach for it. Instead, he instructed his guards to open it for him. Sure enough, he saw the words "Plague Prescription" written on the paper, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
But they didn't see the ruthless look in Nan Wushang's eyes.
"You're smart enough to know what's good for you." Xiao Yu no longer had any doubts and quickly sent someone to bring Nan Wushang over. However, before bringing him onto the ship, he had someone search Nan Wushang from head to toe, and only stopped when he found no murder weapon or suspicious drugs.
Nan Wushang was incredibly cooperative, raising his head when told to and opening his arms when told to.
Xiao Yu: "??"
He's probably overthinking it. Who wouldn't be tempted by wealth and glory?
"Bring it over!"
As soon as he reached the shore, he eagerly asked, "Now can you give me the other secret recipe?"
"Oh no!" Nan Wushang replied irrelevantly, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.
Xiao Yu's expression changed: "What do you mean..."
However, before he could finish speaking, a surge of blood rushed to his head, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. A moment later, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, followed by the sounds of him vomiting blood and falling to the ground one after another.
Xiao Yu turned his head and saw that he wasn't the only one who had been poisoned; everyone around him had also been poisoned.
"Nan Wushang, when did you poison me?"
He clenched his teeth so hard they made a "crunching" sound, as if he were chewing on Nan Wushang's bones.
"Men, kill him!"
The guards in the distance were horrified and rushed towards the scene the moment they heard the order.
If anything happens to the young master, the Left Prime Minister will skin them alive.
A murderous glint flashed in Nan Wushang's eyes. He picked up the waist knife from the fallen guard and swiftly slashed at Xiao Yu's neck.
Xiao Yu's eyes widened in horror: "No—"
However, before he could finish speaking, he was already decapitated.
Nan Wushang deftly picked up Xiao Yu's head, used his lightness skill to its fullest extent, and fled into the distance.
This happened so fast, in the blink of an eye, that by the time the guards in the distance reacted, Nan Wushang had already run quite a distance.
Their young master was dead beyond dead, his head still in their hands.
It’s over!
These two words were on the minds of all the guards.
Xiao Yu is the only legitimate son of the Left Prime Minister. Although he has other sons, they are all illegitimate sons, including Xiao Yi, who just returned.
"Quick, we absolutely can't let him get away."
Everyone rushed towards Nan Wushang like madmen.
In their fear, people's explosive power is astonishing. Before long, they had actually surrounded Nan Wushang. Because they were wary of his poison, they did not get close, but instead drew their bows and shot arrows from a distance.
Instantly, a rain of arrows filled the sky.
"Damn it!" Nan Wushang cursed under his breath, dodging left and right in a sorry state. In no time, he had been hit by two arrows. Fortunately, neither of them hit any vital organs, but they still caused him a lot of pain.
"Nine Strings, you blockhead, how long are you going to keep watching?" he shouted impatiently at the sky.
Azure Dragon: "..."
"OP, does he know we're here too?"
"Not surprising!" Jiuxian popped a candy into her mouth, her eyes fixed on the disheveled man with interest, a hint of a smile in her eyes, seemingly quite satisfied with his situation.
"Master, aren't we going down to help?" Qinglong asked. "Didn't the chief say that only those with disloyal intentions would be killed? He offended the Left Prime Minister in front of everyone, so he shouldn't have any disloyal intentions anymore."
"If he dies here, we won't be able to explain it to the boss."
"No rush!" Jiuxian still showed no intention of going down to save people. He threw another piece of candy into his mouth and chewed it crunchily: "As long as he has one breath left, that's enough."
"Isn't he a master of both medicine and poison? He can heal himself."
Azure Dragon: "??!!!"
A doctor cannot heal himself, can he?
Silently lit a candle for Nan Wushang. Of all people to offend, why did he have to offend this petty and vengeful OP?
But why does it feel so satisfying?
In a good mood, he was no longer in a hurry and even began to comment on Nan Wushang's martial arts: "Master, he's no good. His hands and feet are weak, and his moves are too flashy. Apart from his speed, he's really not good to watch."
“That makes sense!” Jiuxian nodded and handed a piece of candy to Qinglong.
Qinglong didn't stand on ceremony, took it and threw it into his mouth, his action exactly the same as Jiuxian's.
The wounds on Nan Wushang's body below were increasing, and his movements were getting slower and slower: "Jiuxian, do you really want me to die here?"
Nine strings?
The mastermind behind the world's number one assassin?
He's here too?
The guards' expressions changed, and they moved even faster. In an instant, Nan Wushang was hit by two arrows in the thigh, greatly reducing his lightness skill.
He couldn't hold back any longer: "Jiuxian, I'm sorry. I was wrong about the drug trial last time. Please forgive me this once."
Azure Dragon: "..."
"OP, he bowed his head, he bowed his head!" The usually composed man's eyebrows lifted in excitement.
"Hmm!" Jiuxian still had that deadpan look, only the corners of his mouth were turned up a little more.
“Come on, it’ll get too cold if we don’t go now,” he said.
Qinglong was speechless; how could he not know that the poster could be so infuriating?
However, he didn't have time to think about it now, because Jiu Xian had already attacked with fierce moves. Wherever he went, the guards fell to the ground like chickens and dogs, and there was no trace of his previous ferocity.
"Sigh, has the master's skill improved again?" Qinglong felt a bit of pressure.
He quickly led the other men in black into the battlefield.
With their addition, the guards were no match for them at all; in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, not a single one of them survived.
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